Kid whistled. "That sounds like a pretty harsh place." She'd never - at least in her immediate memory - heard of a place like that. Undead everywhere? The closed place she could think of was where the Masamune was kept, but that place was... had she been there before? Kid was half-sure of it; like a memory of a memory she couldn't quite recall, as annoying as it was.

"Me?" Kid shrugged, acting nonchalant. "Doesn't really matter." The truth was, Kid didn't know where she was from; she had only been in Lucca's orphanage before, and whatever answers the woman might have given her, it didn't matter now. Lynx had, after all, murdered her, and Kids hands curled into fists at the very thought of it.

She blinked at the boy running up to them and raised an eyebrow. "I don't have the least idea of what the bloody hell you're on about, mate," she told him. And what in the world was an Onee-chan?